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Reisverslag 6 days... but now only 2 left..
1 september 2014
6 days... but now only 2 left..
It has my tears of me not being able to express this at times.
South Africa. It has my smiles of seeing Gods beautifully created nature. Of seeing the rough sea and being blown away. It has my smiles of seeing and discovering creatures I've never seen before. Of feeling the warm sunshine on my face almost every day. It has my smiles of hearing people sing together in the train. Of singing together in church and the feeling my heart is gonna burst. It has my smiles of enjoying the great expressiveness of African cultures. Of my very white and Dutch self consciousness at those times.
It has my smiles of being able to pray daily with so many people, and to remind them of the source of Hope. It has my smiles of seeing people choose life. It has my smiles of seeing how God breaks through in those situations.
It has my smiles of realising I have friends who get upset when I don't tell them I had an accident. Of realising I have friends who care. Of realising I belong. Of realising God heard my prayers. It has my smiles of the millions of hugs I get and get to give here every day. It has my smiles of discovering a stardust God who can do more than we can ask or even imagine! Who is personal, goes beyond any limited desires and touches gently and deeply. It has my smiles of having inspiring godly friends, who are always willing to share their wisdom.
South Africa. It has memories of going on a train ride and the feeling I saw the world for the first time. It has memories of celebrating the first few hours of the new year by watching stars while floating in a swimming pool. It has memories of swimming in the sea and discovering sharks had joined us. It has memories of dancing the night away on the 31st floor, the little lights of Cape Town surrounding us. It has memories of lovely spontaneous sleepovers everywhere. It has memories of nights with fleece pyjamas, blankets, HWB's, snuggling, and still feeling slightly cold. It has memories of riding horses in the middle of nowhere. It has memories of seeing friends devouring bones, chicken hearts with arteries, kidneys, sheep heads and them actually enjoying it. It has memories of finding beauty and adventure on road trips. It has memories of playing hilarious games and always having to learn and memorise the -for me- unknown names in order to play along. It has memories of climbing rocks and playing the guitar while waves are crashing far beneath us. It has memories of watching African weddings on the couch on Sunday nights. It has memories of a spontaneous swimming fest in a lagoon on a winters day. It has memories of being squashed into taxi's and always finding it's definitely easier to be short when you have to get out. It has memories of tasting wine in the most beautiful places with the most beautiful people.
And now, in 6 days, I'll be leaving this place that has grown so close to my heart. Those tears, smiles and memories have become part of me, and I will take them with me to Holland. And there, back in my old and familiar surroundings I will get a realisation of how God has changed me, how I perhaps don't fit the way I used to anymore. Where I felt quite settled the last couple of weeks, or months even, going back to Holland will rock things up again. And to be honest, I'm not looking forward to that. It'll make me feel again what and especially who I'm missing when I'm in South Africa. It'll make me feel what and who I miss when I'm in Holland. It'll make me realise what I absolutely dislike about Holland again, and what I really appreciate. And the same goes for South Africa... Shame.
But what a beautiful blessing in disguise it actually is.. having two places in this world I can call home, having two places in this world where I am always welcome, where friends are awaiting me, where memories lie and new ones are ready to be made.
And what a great comfort it is that my Daddy travels with me, and that He is always the same, that He will never change, and that I will never ever ever have to miss Him.
And so, I will go to Holland with a smile on my face, sharing my beautiful memories, smiles and tears..ready to add new ones, and ready to marvel at them with our Daddy!
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1 september 2014 21:58 | Door: Janneke van den Berg
Reading your beautiful blog, and realizing that I am in South Africa within three days, it has my tears and it has my smiles.
Rian, ik vind het jammer dat ik je niet kan zien 4 september. Maar ik wens je een goede en gezegende reis, en een mooi verblijf in Nederland! Mijn ouders en Anita komen wel bij je langs donderdag. ;)
Dikke knuffel, Janneke